#a dream one day

[kaiju-krew]

cleaned up an old dream goji sketch

original

[flora-of-the-moon]

(Part 2 of my other post)

More chaotic Soulsborne/Arcane snippets from my disaster of a dream

[mienar]

at the artist's loft

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[musubiki]

balor 🥰

[vulcanette]

😭 people on tiktok are commenting on the barrel scene from the OPLA and putting shoe emojis and then typing out their dreams, as if they are putting their foot on the barrel with the crew 😭😭😭♥️♥️♥️

for example:

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

There's just something so fascinating about the way the Exandrian pantheon has decided to handle the Aeor Situation™ - by electing a few of their kind to be born as mortals in order to infiltrate the city.

The first to bring herself low was Ioun, and I can only imagine how lonely that must have been for her. To feel infinite wisdom creeping into her adolescent mind? To rise through Aeor's ranks knowing what they'd do to her if the authorities discovered the truth of her existence? Waiting, hoping, perhaps even praying that the other gods would follow through with the plan.

Sarenrae has a husband and children as Trist. I can't help but consider the parallels to Liliana Temult, with a 'higher calling' pulling a mother away from her family. The conversations in the temple suggest that she would have been aware of what she was by the time she started her family. Yet she loves them, cherishes them, even knowing that she might not see them again. Will Amaris, Haylie, and Topher learn that Trist is a goddess? Or will that only be discovered when they find their way to her realm in Elysium?

The Matron was once mortal, and she willingly returned to that form in order to help her newfound siblings dismantle the Aeorian threat. Her steward since childhood was Purvan, helping raise and guide her despite his old age. Imagine being a little girl, guarded by the Champion of Ravens himself and his wolven companion, completely unaware of your own divinity until later in life. Imagine the night she woke up, remembering her ascendency, seeing Purvan and recognising him.

And what of the families that gave birth to and raised the four Betrayer Gods? What of the halfling family who watched their precocious daughter scale a fence with far too much ease than it should be? The day the tortle's parents found him crying in pain and tearing at his skin to distract himself from a memory so distant and yet so real? Or Milo, who became a priest, not to follow in the light of the Dawnfather (like his parents may have thought), but to mock his brother even as a mortal?

These gods spent entire childhoods with families and friends, taking refuge from the skirmishes caused by their other siblings. Who, despite those similarities, have very different opinions of humanity, of Aeor, and themselves.

[runningupthatvecna]

same schnitzel, same

[feminetomboy]

IX of PENTACLES

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This has been a long time coming, but finally, here is the card I drew for @dsmp-tarot. I couldn't have been more proud to get my hands on Technoblade and despite all the hurdles, I couldn't be prouder of my finished piece. Technoblade never dies.

(+two sillies under the cut 🧡)

[alfheimr]

warmer days

(edit) timelapse here :)

[yourneighborhoodneighbor]

listen, listen-

batman is a Big Grown Man. robin? a smoll child. any robin. specially at first. now hear me out

bruce can leap longer distances than a robin. i know they have graple hooks, but! lets ignore them for now

imagine: they need to jump from one roof to the next. bruce? no sweat. Tiny Child? problem.

solution: lil baby robin carried piggy-back style (or better yet: front clinging like a koala) as big batman leaps across rooftops.

carrying and letting down every other rooftop is a waste of time, so until they come across a crime, batman is just kangaroo-ing robin around

that is all, thanks for coming to my ted talk

[waspgrave]

What if you were the cutest little druid/rogue changeling

[ch0colate-cake]

hey check out my new valentines

bones vallentine:

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sublime Equine.

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[seiwas]

thinking about katsuki finding out about that little crush you had on shouto since seeing close-ups of him during the televised sports festival—you were in high school then, too.

he shouldn’t care about it because it doesn’t matter, it was so long ago and shouto’s always been marketed as the pro-hero pretty boy—consistently top 3 most handsome, the front cover of magazines, all that.

this is to be expected, it’s what everyone’s been tempted to react like.

but since finding out, he’s been stewing in… in whatever this bubbling, throbbing feeling in his head means. he’s snappier than normal, face scrunched up more than usual.

and every time he sees shouto he wants to strangle the hell out of him.

[cozylittleartblog]

i now understand how certain people felt when harpy eda was revealed ���

prints here

[ambivartence]

finally a lighting director that gets it

sharpening/coloring bonus :)